Shen Qingyan used the momentum to turn the tables, pressing directly down on top of Chi Yan. Chi Yan's breath brushed against her neck, like a gentle breeze, warm and feather-light. She pressed closer to him, saying, "Just wait, your big sister is going to spoil you now."
Chi Yan traced circles up her neck with his slender fingers, reaching her chin and lifting it up. "My lord, I'll be waiting!"
The two of them were like seasoned players in the game of romance, each trying to out-flank and out-charm the other.
Chapter 113